Relies almost solely on Cate overdoing an accent while reading someone's else's words straight into the camera. There are a few episodes (the family dinner, the teacher) that synchronize a story to the manifesto's ideas thus not merely visualizing a reading, but employing the visual form to enhance it. Sadly, most are prettier that talking heads, but not any richer

I like the overall idea, a lot. And I wish more people were taking cinema as a form of art statement, indeed. Manifesto shows a very sarcastic development and a tribute to art as a form of rebellion - sipping from some of the greatest artists from recent History. Let's rebel more.

I am for the art of teddy-bears and guns and decapitated rabbits, exploded umbrellas, raped beds, chairs with their brown bones broken, burning trees, firecracker ends, chicken bones, pigeon bones and boxes with men sleeping in them.

Laudable, droll, sophisticated, inventive reaction to completely justified concern about the malign and uncivilised effect of populism with an extraordinary set of performances by Cate Blanchett. It is, however, exactly the kind of work that makes populists feel to an even greater extent that liberal intellectuals hate them. Which of course on the whole they (we) do.